I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 217 You sleep, I'll help you make up the lessons
Ye Ziqing rubbed her nose and said uncertainly, "Probably not..."

As he spoke, two lines of clear water dripped from his nose.

She quickly covered it with paper.
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Facts have proved that Zhou Heng's words come true.

When she woke up the next morning, Ye Ziqing's nose was stuffed and her head was a little dizzy.

He Yue stewed delicious and soft pork rib porridge for her, accompanied by her favorite side dishes. Ye Ziqing sat motionless at the table and stared at it for a while, her stomach rumbling non-stop, but she held a spoon in her hand , I can't get the slightest appetite.

Seeing the girl looking weak, He Yue worriedly reached out and touched her forehead, then touched his own forehead, frowned and said: "It's a little hot, why don't you ask for leave today, don't go to school, you should rest at home .”

Ye Ziqing stared at her dully for a long while before fully digesting the information in her words.

She pursed her lips and thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "The mid-term exam is next week, class one is progressing fast, my textbooks and study materials are in the classroom, I have to go to school."

He Yue hesitated for a moment, sighed helplessly, and nodded: "Okay, it's almost time, I'll put the porridge in a box, remember to eat it when you take it to school."

Ye Ziqing nodded obediently, thought for a while and said, "Aunt Yue, don't forget to pack two copies."

He Yue smiled and nodded her nose, "Got it."

Before going out, He Yue put the cold medicine in her schoolbag, and confessed: "If you are really uncomfortable, go to school, drink porridge and rest for a while, and drink up the medicine."

Ye Ziqing nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you Aunt Yue."
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Ye Ziqing came a little late today, and when she got to the classroom, there were already many people in the classroom.

Unlike the noble class where you could hear all kinds of noisy voices before going to the classroom, the students in the key class are self-disciplined and diligent. Almost everyone is studying with their heads down. If someone is discussing a topic, they will speak in a low voice.

In such an environment, not studying is almost fraught with guilt.

Yi Chen naturally came early.

Ye Ziqing carried the breakfast to the seat, put the breakfast on the table as usual, and greeted him: "Good morning."

When she opened her mouth to speak, she belatedly realized that her throat was sore.

Yi Chen noticed the abnormality in her voice faster than she did.

Almost when she uttered the first sound, Yi Chen could hear that her voice was not as crisp as usual, but dry and hoarse.

He raised his eyes suddenly, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Ziqing blinked, "Maybe I caught a cold due to the change of weather, maybe I have a little cold."

Seeing his tense expression, Ye Ziqing couldn't hold back, smiled, and instead comforted him: "Don't be so nervous, I'll take the medicine in a while, and I'll be fine soon."

After speaking, Ye Ziqing suddenly noticed that the boy's eyes were bloodshot.

She squinted her eyes, and in order to make sure that she was not dazzled, she moved closer, "Hey, why are your eyes red at the same table?"

Yi Chen didn't expect her to approach unexpectedly, and was taken aback for a moment.

Ye Ziqing could see clearly the bloodshot eyes under his eyes as she wished, not only that, but also clearly see the dark circles under his eyes.

Yi Chen's pupils trembled, seeing her almond eyes staring at him for a moment, a trace of nervousness flashed in her eyes.

She frowned unconsciously, seemed a little puzzled, and asked him suspiciously: "Did you stay up late to study?"

Hearing this, Yi Chen was silent for a while, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, he nodded slowly: "...Yes."

Ye Ziqing didn't think much, and was about to speak when suddenly an uncontrollable itchiness came up in her throat, before she could speak, she coughed.

"You, cough, cough, you are too coughing, working too hard."

After speaking intermittently, Ye Ziqing frowned delicately, looking uncomfortable. When the cough finally stopped, she cleared her throat, poured out the water from the thermos, and drank in small sips to moisten her throat.

As a result, during morning reading, Ye Ziqing coughed for a class.

She wanted to hold back, but her throat had its own thoughts, and the more she coughed, the more she coughed, as if she was about to cough out her lungs.

- It's a vicious circle.

As soon as the bell for morning reading rang, Yi Chen stood up abruptly and ran towards the door.

Ye Ziqing turned her head unresponsively, looking at the back door, the boy's figure had already quickly disappeared from her sight.

"Did I annoy him coughing?"

……

When queuing up for morning exercises, Ye Ziqing was looking ahead when suddenly someone appeared behind her and patted her on the shoulder lightly.

Yi Chen handed her the throat lozenges he had just bought from the school canteen.

She blinked, noticing the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

It turned out that the reason why I ran out of the classroom in such a hurry just now was to buy her throat lozenges before starting to do exercises.

The sweat dripping from the forehead of the young man along the lines of his face seemed to be dripping on the girl's heart, slowly rippling in circles of waves in the lake of tranquility.

Ye Ziqing bent her eyes and smiled, took it, unpacked it, took out a piece of tinfoil and stuffed it into her mouth, her throat really felt a lot better.

She said: "Thank you at the same table ~"

Yi Chen nodded, returned to the seat that should belong to him and stood up.

After the girls lined up, Yin Qiu had a panoramic view of the scene.

Her eyes were dim, she tightly pinched the corner of her clothes, and finally closed her eyes, not looking at this disturbing picture.
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Although I drank cold medicine, I don’t know if it’s because the medicine’s effect hasn’t come into play or some other reason. Ye Ziqing always feels that her head is getting dizzy and groggy. Although her eyes are looking at the podium in class, her ears are listening to the teacher’s words , but the brain can't remember what the teacher said at all, and can't understand those knowledge points.

She yawned, and muttered to the people around her unconsciously: "You touch my head, is it getting hot?"

Hearing the girl's indistinct voice, the boy who was writing and taking notes immediately stopped and reached out to touch her forehead.

The scorching temperature made him frown.

Very hot.

Yi Chen pursed his lips tightly, glanced at Ye Ziqing who seemed to be falling asleep, moved closer to her, and said softly, "I'll accompany you to the infirmary, okay?"

Ye Ziqing shook her head and refused, "No, I've taken medicine, I'm just a little sleepy."

Going to the infirmary is nothing more than taking your temperature and drinking cold medicine.

Yi Chen thought for a moment, and thought that maybe the medicine she had just taken was taking effect, making her feel sleepy now.

So he nodded inaudibly, and lightly placed his palm on her struggling eyelashes, and said to her in a cold voice that was never soft before, "You sleep, and I will help you make up for the class."

Yi Chen's words were like a reassurance.

Ye Ziqing relaxed, closed her eyes, her breathing quickly eased, and she fell asleep.

Seeing her arms crossed, Yi Chen took off his coat and covered her.

(End of this chapter)